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I HAVE A TALE A TALE TO TELL A TALE OF HUMOR OR A TALE OF MISFORTUNE A TALE OF A PERSON IN SEARCH FOR HIS HOME HIS ONLY OBJECTIVE, TO FIND A ROAD THAT LEADS HIM TO HIS HOME ANY ROAD, BUT ATLEAST A ROAD, A SIGN, ANYTHING AT ALL WANDERING AWAY, HE HAS HOPE AND FAITH THAT SOMEDAY HE WILL SEE THIS ROAD HE LOOKS HARD BUT SEES NOTHING HE SEARCHES THROUGH DARKNESS BUT IN VAIN IN A STATE OF UTMOST DESPERATION WHEN ALL HOPE WAS LOST HE ASKS FOR ASSISTANCE HE DECLARES HIS STATE OF URGENCY HIS WASTED EFFORTS A NEED OF DIRE ASSISTANCE THE TALE HE TOLD WAS INDEED HUMOROUS FOR HE WAS ASKED INSTEAD, “ DID YOU FORGET YOU WERE BLIND?” LAUGHTERS ECHOED ACROSS THE STREETS ECHOES OF HOW A BLIND CAN EVER SEE AS THE INTENSITY OF THE LAUGHTER INCREASED HE REALIZED THAT THIS DARKNESS IS HIS ONLY REALITY, HIS PATH AND HIS DESTINATION SO GOES A TALE, A TALE OF A BLIND, UNAWARE OF HIS BLINDNESS, IN SEARCH FOR HIS PATH